Tuesday, May 26, 2009

HOWL.

"Who hicupped endlessly trying to giggle but wound up with a sob."

Who choked back the fear of poked holes in their skin.

Who missed the smile while walking quickly towards the sink.

Who licked the sweet sugar off the handle of the antique shovel.

Who sunk deeply into the cold naked dirt.

Who ran with worms hoping to slide through something endless.

Who lifted your chin and wiped away your purple tears.

Who nudged your shifting eyes to clearly focus.

Who picked out the old shit.

Who slept under overgrown grass.

Who kissed your neck as you swallowed those purple tears.

Who would like to punch a hole through the paint cracked door.

Who scribbled down old pictures remembering the lost earrings.

Who smiled.

Who ran...

Who struck out.

Strike THREE!

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